Your Disease

Album: Every Six Seconds (2001)
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  • In one moment, I'm goin' all the way
    I make my poetry everyday
    And I'm frozen, comin' right on time
    I froze my mind with that serious rhyme
    And I'm open, comin' up inside you
    Know my mind has got a grand design
    And I'm flowin', goin' all the way
    I make my point to be everyday, come on!

    And I want to take you down, but your soul cannot be found
    It doesn't matter much you see, 'cause your disease is killin' me
    And you know it's only right, 'cause it feels like paradise
    And I know nothin' is for free, 'cause your disease is killin' me

    My minds broken, I'm goin' up in smoke
    If you breathe my toke I'm guaranteein' you choke
    And I'm chosen, to testify to the masses
    Wear dark glasses like the cops in Texas
    All knowing, it's not a premonition
    Kill the competition like a man on a mission
    I'm blowin', comin' up inside
    Like the Bee Gee's cry I'm just stayin' alive, come on!

    And I want to take you down, but your soul cannot be found
    It doesn't matter much you see 'cause your disease is killin' me
    And you know it's only right 'cause it feels like paradise
    And I know nothing is for free 'cause your disease is killin' me

    So now I'm finally going down, can I find my way back home
    Now there's no one else around, can I find my way back home
    Will I ever see the light, even though I'm fallin'
    Will there ever be any peace for me, even though I'm fallin'
    Will there ever be any peace for me, even though I'm fallin'
    Will there ever be any peace for me

    And I want to take you down, but your soul cannot be found
    It doesn't matter much you see 'cause your disease is killin' me
    And you know it's only right 'cause it feels like paradise
    And I know nothing is for free 'cause your disease is killin' me

    And I want to take you down, but your soul cannot be found
    It doesn't matter much you see 'cause your disease is killin' me
    And you know it's only right 'cause it feels like paradise
    And I know nothing is for free 'cause your disease is killin' me Writer/s: CHRISTOPHER JON DABALDO, DAVID A NOVOTNY, DAVID A. NOVOTNY, JOSEPH SCOTT SAPPINGTON, JOSEPH TODD POOLE, PAUL ALLEN CROSBY, WAYNE A. SWINNY, WAYNE SWINNY
    Publisher: Royalty Network, Universal Music Publishing Group
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